"Vintage, Dah-ling"

Today Lyds and I braved the drizzle walking in to town for a bit of shopping. We walked through the arcades and marvelled at the beautiful things that we'd buy if we weren't students, and found hidden gems on the shelves in Oxfam Books with scribbled messages in the cover from the previous owners.

This evening I wanted to watch an episode of Whitechapel, but needed moral support from the girls because it's terrifying. The result was three very scared girls bundled on the sofa, peering out between our fingers and jumping at any sudden noises.